POV: Severus. 2016. The Ministry of Magic. Play the song! 😍😘🖤
I went back in time to the day before Kingsley was supposed to be murdered by Derrick. Kingsley is now safe and in hiding. Derrick took his opportunity of course and became the new minister. Wrecking havoc for the past two months.
I handed Hermione our last dose of polyjuice potion as Mr. And Mrs. Bingley. As She wrapped the chain of the time turner around my neck.
We cheers each other for good luck sealing it with a kiss. We turned into our secret identities as Hermione turned the time turner to 2016.
"Are you ready?" I asked her taking her precious hand in mine. "Yes. As I'll ever be." She gave me a quivering smile. I kissed her again and disapparated us to the ministry.
We entered through the one of the large fireplace entrances that the ministry employees used.
When we arrived in the lobby of the ministry it soon reminded us of how it looked when Voldemort had overruled our world back in 1998. "Oh, Charlie. It's just as before..." Hermione spoke and soon stopped.
I held her hand tightly in mine making our way to the receptionist. While holding my wand at the ready to strike any uncertainty of darkness.
"Names?" The rude receptionist witch spoke looking up at us.
"Charles Bingley and this is my wife Jane. I have a meeting with the Minister inquiring the new open position as head warden for Azkaban." I strongly stated feeling Hermione's hand shaking. I squeezed it to stop her nerves.
"Wands, please." The receptionist forcefully demanded holding out both her hands. We each placed our wands into her scaly hands.
We watched her place our wands individually inside a black long tube specifically made for checking wands. It was a new technology I was completely unaware of. My wand was first. A bright green light lit up the inside and my wand popped out like a waffle jumping out of a toaster. Hermione's was next. Hers turned red and my stomach dropped to my feet.
"You're cleared Mr. Bingley." The receptionist practically threw my wand at me. "However, your wife is not. She doesn't have clearance to see the minister. She can wait over there for you." The rude witch threw her wand to Hermione as she caught it and pointed to the benches.
"Thanks." I returned her cold behavior with my very own charismatic charm.
I took Hermione's hand and walked away from the crowd to talk to her. "What are we going to do?!" She whispered to me in a panic. "It's fine darling. You stay here not looking suspicious. Stay close to the fireplaces for our quick get away. Be ready." I informed her with a quick kiss and entered the lifts to travel to the first floor to the minister's office.
I read the plaque engraved in silver on his door.
The Minister of Magic
Derrick Slater.
I knocked on the door as I heard him welcome me inside. "Please, come in. Come in." He greeted me at the door shaking my hand. "Minister." I gestured in nodding, he looked exactly how I remembered him... the little shit. Suddenly, Derrick looked at me with a peculiar look. It made me think he recognized my voice. He let go of my hand and walked towards his bar pouring himself a fire whiskey.
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The TimeTurners
FanfictionIt's been two years since the war ended. Severus Snape is alive and well, on a new secret mission to save the muggle world and the wizarding world again. But he can't do it alone this time. He knows exactly who has to help him. She's the one with th...
